Night Raven Master

Chapter 444 Ghost Spider

A few days later, Yager's home.

Simple hanging lamps dangling from the ceiling cast light downwards, blocked by old bookshelves and desks, while casting a shadow on the wooden floor.

Countless purple-black eyeballs moved around the room, and the purple-black power surrounded the eyeballs, forming outlines similar to one-eyed crows fluttering away.

The purple-black one-eyed crows are jumping and chasing on the tables and hanging lamps.

The one-eyed crows being chased were jumping around, and some crows directly changed their forms, turning into a purple-black spider with a huge one-eyed eye, and got into the gap between the desk and the bookshelf.

The body shape of the chasing one-eyed crow also changed at this time, the power of the magic eye on its body swayed, turning it into an octopus-like one-eyed creature with countless tentacles.

Then, it shook its twisted tentacles and stretched out to the gap between the bookshelf and the desk——

"Consciousness, what is it? What is the self? What is the soul?"

These crows are magical creatures created by Art with the power of magic eyes.

They are indeed crows, and they can also bring bonuses to Art's Crow Master skill.

And they will disappear after the power of the magic eye dissipates.

self?consciousness?
Are they alive?certainly.

Are they conscious?certainly.

Do they have ego?certainly.

They are all the consciousness given by Ater, some are simple, some are complex, and they are completely controlled by Ater.

Yet another way of looking at it is nothing more than artificial intelligence.

If it was changed to his original world, there would probably be a group of saints jumping out, shouting something - they have their own, they should not be controlled, they need to be free!
If the spell creature he made was humanoid, the Virgin's reaction would be even stronger.

In other words, the same self-awareness is given to humanoid or non-humanoid creatures, and the Virgins treat them differently.

"Holy Mother" initially refers to a person who loves life and gives great help to others or things or things, but only ignores his own vital interests. Such a person who is dedicated to goodness and self-sacrifice can be called a saint.

However, the generosity of others to achieve one's own sense of moral superiority
No one will like it.

There are even some people who are false saints at all. When they don’t threaten themselves and have no interests involved with themselves, they promote morality and impose it on others. When they threaten their own interests, they reveal their true nature.

At this time, on his desk, a strange instrument suddenly vibrated——

It looked like a large brown walkie-talkie, the size of two palms, covered with metal buttons and gears.

This thing is a cell phone.

A steampunk mobile phone, or better yet, a walkie-talkie.

According to Jager's memory, he twisted the gear knob on the left three times, and then operated ten keys——

After the rattling metal sound, accompanied by a hissing sound, the sound came from the machine.

"Yage, come to Wudu University."

"Has Yag not come yet?"

In a certain cafe next to Wudu University.

The reduction in personnel brought about by grouping made him almost vomit from work.

Delores's use of abilities is much more expensive than him, and abilities cannot be used easily. Most of the things except the use of abilities are handled by Delores, and he has a lot of work.

And Jager's ability seems to be less expensive to use - on the day of the group, he noticed that after Jager used his ability twice in a row, there was no big reaction.

Either it is like Amansera, who has a high compatibility with abilities, or the cost of using it is relatively secret, and Yag did not express it.

But no matter what, he must help this time——

Not long after, he saw a strange gentleman with a bag come to his side and sat down on the seat opposite him.

Simon looked at the gentleman in a purple-black suit and tuxedo, sighed, and then said in a polite tone:
"Sir, I've already made an appointment"

"Simon, it's me."

Simon watched as the tuxedo gentleman took out the walkie-talkie from the briefcase beside him.

A unique mark on it made him immediately understand that the person in front of him was Yage.

After probing with a few more words, and after confirming his identity, he stated his purpose:
"Need you to infiltrate a nearby stronghold, I suspect."

On the opposite side of the bar, Simon nervously watched Yag who changed his appearance again and walked towards the bar, and said silently in his heart:

"This bar is very likely to be the stronghold of the Eight Limbs Church that suddenly became active. I hope Jager can find out something."

Feeling Simon's sight, Art couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Art, who changed his appearance to a guest who had just left, entered the tavern directly.

And when he entered the tavern and came to the bar, at this moment, he immediately noticed more than twenty vigilant gazes.

Then, he raised his palm, and the purple-black power surged, forming a spider pattern on his chest.

Moreover, the gap in the spider's head was still open, and an eyeball rotated twice in it.

His actions did not avoid those sights at all, or in other words, he just showed them to those observers.

And when he finished this action, those sights disappeared, and a young man dressed as a bartender came over and whispered in a respectful voice:

"My lord Pope."

"This stronghold has been discovered by the Temple in the Mist, and they are suspecting that it is the stronghold of the Eight Limbs Church..."

Art responded, nonchalantly pulling out the bill from his pocket and handing it to the bartender.

The bartender also accepted his money like a normal transaction, and then began to tell the bartender next to him to start bartending, while answering to Art in a low voice:
"I see, His Excellency Pope, this is our negligence."

At this time, he looked around, but didn't find the subordinates he was "relying on", so he asked aloud:
"Where's Banksy?"

"Banksy?"

The bartender murmured to himself with some doubts, then seemed to remember something, and quickly replied:
"Master Mouse Spider? He's in the basement, I'll inform him immediately."

As a new believer of the Eight Limbs Church, he immediately remembered the person whose name corresponded to him, immediately answered respectfully, and was about to leave.

And Yate didn't stop him, just sat in front of the bar and watched him leave, and the bartender, after hearing the conversation, also knew that the unknown person in front of him was the legendary Pope of the Eight-Limb Church ——

ghost spider.

No one knows who he is, just like a ghost.

(End of this chapter)